Rejected After One Night with My Alpha Mate Novel – The day we got our wolves, Nick and I slept together one last time. A breakup fuck. Afterward, he handed me a cigarette with practiced ease and chuckled. “My future Luna,” he said lightly, “would never be a she-wolf who smokes after sex.” My throat tightened. I asked him why. He answered calmly, almost gently. “Avery, only a pure, flawless she-wolf can stand beside me as my Luna.” I stayed silent for a long time.
Then I cut off all contact with him and left his pack. When we met again, he had become my new boss. To avoid awkwardness, I submitted my resignation proactively. Instead, he cornered me in the CEO’s office. “It’s been five years,” he said, blocking my way. “How about another round?” I lowered my gaze. “No. I need to pick up my child from school.” The air went still. Nick froze. I tried to stand up from his lap, but his grip tightened, pinning me in place. The heat in his eyes dimmed.
A faint crack appeared in his usual calm, controlled expression. Grinding his teeth, he asked, “How old is your child?” I said nothing at first. Then, quietly, “Three.” Three. Not four. And it had been five years since the night he rejected me. That child was not his. Nick clearly understood that. I tried to stand again. This time, the large hand at my waist did not stop me. As I reached the door, he spoke again, suspicion creeping into his voice. “I remember your personnel file says you never sealed a mate bond.” I paused, steadied myself, and turned back calmly. “I signed a bond-sealing deal not long ago.” “Just signed,” he said slowly, “and your child is already three?” I nodded, completely composed. “Yes. We had the child before mate-bonding.” He did not respond.
His sharp gaze dropped to the cheap bonding ring on my finger, and he let out a scoffing laugh. I did not feel embarrassed at all. I held my hand up openly, almost shoving it in his face. The moment I sensed his temper flaring, I turned and fled. That night, back home, I let out a long breath. Sometimes, lies were the most effective way to deal with unknown trouble. I had bought the ring yesterday at a small shop. Cheap and practical.
I figured it was more than enough to erase whatever lingering affection Nick still had for me. Sure enough, my resignation was approved the very next day. HR personally came by in the afternoon to inform me that as long as I finished handover within a week, I could leave. Normally, resignations took a month. Needing only one week made it obvious whose decision it was. I nodded and began transferring my workload to the intern. The new intern, Giselle, was sweet and enthusiastic.
At the very least, while I was training her, I never paid for breakfast or afternoon coffee herself. As the workday neared its end, Giselle suddenly spoke up shyly. “Avery, can I leave a bit early tonight? My boyfriend asked me out to dinner.” I hesitated. Not because I could not let her go, but because I also needed to leave early to pick up Isabel. Seeing me silent for too long, she grew anxious, clasping her hands together and showering me with pleas. I could not help but laugh. “It’s fine. Go ahead.” She thanked me excitedly and began packing. “My boyfriend’s coming down now.” I blinked. “He works here too?” Giselle smiled mysteriously. “No, he’s actually…” Before she could finish, a low, familiar voice cut in. “Ready?”